"I'm sure it wouldn't have survived as a food at this point. Bacon is basically the best gift bestowed to us." He thinks John will be a pretty good roommate. He likes bacon.

"Eh, I'm technically a vehicle on a bike. It's kind of like a less scary version of a car driving on the sidewalk. The person getting hit by the bike is probably gonna hurt a hell of a lot more and probably live to bitch you out for running them over."

Dave just saunters to his room. His room is in a state of organized mess. It's obvious that Dave knows how to get around his room, but holy shit it's a surprise he hasn't burned this building down with all the electricals plugged in. But there's some printed forms in the printer and he's grabbing keys for John from a metal tin on top of his (makeshift) table.